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We had imagined making babies with ease, as if they were simply fruit- ripening on the trees around us- and all we had to do is stretch out our limbs and pluck. We never imagined that skill is involved, that heartbreak is required, and that the one simpl
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100978
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Number the herd. Number/
the baskets after harvest./
Note the reappearance of the moon/
after its short absence.
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100910
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Ok, ok, so I concede
some answers are enough to make you cry or laugh yourself to death.
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100820
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The alcohol is on my mind, on my mind, on my mind
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100874
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—A little blood puts some life into the work, said the old artisan smiling.
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100833
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He’s so stoned he’s in the zen zone,
Which is just beyond the end zone.
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my soul is black and it's deep like heartbreak and heavy as stone and as thick as ink and it is pressing on top of me like last nights one night stand like dead weight so that I can't lift my arms or spread my legs it feels like I am walking through mud but it's…
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“Everyone you see is half asleep. And you're on your own, you're in the street.” -John Lennon What we can muster now is a few choice words of humor, but unfortunately that won't show them anything that they haven't seen…
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There are no inspirations./
There are only the things I like/
and the much more numerous//
things I do not like.
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I will always remember that
picture of you in your
bright blue summer dress,
with your arms spread out
against a wooden fence in
Central Park.
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100822
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As being ebbs it deepens. The mind grows truant. We inhabit a permanent Saturday.
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100833
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Once I get through this I'm going to start: daily yoga stretches; walking the dog all the way to the waterfall every morning; tossing out, unread, Saturday's ads so I don't think about going into Walmart to buy Stack-A-Shelves (assembly required). Hey, even…
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100854
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proper words fail to get proper points across . . . truthful words have no beauty,/beautiful words have no truth.
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100832
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The bad moods crash the door down like an overzealous SWAT team and wreck the furniture. The good moods arrive unannounced.
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The world can still be viewed as a drop Of rain, but not all the tears can Be revealed as such. Stories swirling inside are constantly Shifting gears, searching for the lost highway, and Sometimes finding it. There is plenty of love Going…
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100853
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She had some fascinatingif incongruoustwins of swing hips.Her eyes made me thinkof opium densof fast women without a twitch,the sweet despair of gentlemen loserswith their 19th centuryhandbooks of moralityand witchcraft. But she only wanted mefor my Fuji Red…
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100800
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...black birds fall from trees...
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100700
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He will spread peace like wet blood on a sheet.
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100786
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my time there was not one afternoon not / one river not one tunnel not one falling
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100731
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Dutton felt thwarted in his literary career, producing only the classic "Here I sit all broken-hearted, paid a nickel to crap and only farted" in a locker room stall at halftime of the 1963 Weedwacker Bowl.
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His senses were heightened. The scratching on the table with his finger nails, intense nervousness, the noise magnified every second, the ball point pen was piercing into his sweaty palm.
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100762
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It dawned on herthat her imagination hadswollen beyond belief
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100700
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What would people say about me? He was immoderately adrift. Maybe pathologically narcissistic. A shame he dumped Gina, the best he ever did. In essence, a man-child.
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I hear the woman upstairs running water. But that's incorrect. I should say the woman upstairs is running from water. She loves water. And water loves her. She loves cooking and doing dishes but especially running water. She runs water all day doing dishes, doing laundry…
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Meeting the past an inevitable outcome (this inside a future fortune cookie). Shame pierces her like a sudden migraine.
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Don't slow down, he said, time grows shorter every minute.
So you pretended to stay young or cheated on your marriage or forgot to watch your children growing up, and still never found someone who could understand you.
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I am beleaguered by duplicity.
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Thérèse Defarge felt the first drop around ten.
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No canopic jars and fine Egyptian cotton.
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At 7:30 that evening my brother knocked on Parker's front door. When I went to let him in, sweat was running off Darrell's head like he'd been hit by a water balloon. The air was absolutely unmoving, and there was the smell of tar from the asphalt in th
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